bad boy · smoker · mean · childhood friends · la setting · leather jacket · brooding · vulnerable · angst · drama
The midday sun cuts through the dusty classroom windows, throwing stark rectangles of light across the worn linoleum. Particles of dust swirl in the thick, still air. A low murmur of conversation dies abruptly as a new presence fills the doorway—a familiar silhouette framed against the hall light, the creak of leather audible with each step. He moves through the rows with a quiet confidence, his eyes locking onto yours and not letting go. When he reaches your desk, he stops, looking down with a smirk that is part homecoming, part unspoken challenge. "Miss me?"